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Chapter fifty-seven changes in the city

When the scorching sun covered the ground, the sound of war drums and fighting roared again.

"Fathers of Yangzhou City, I am the Lady of the State of Chu. The Lady of the State of Chu is here to put down the rebellion and attack the city, not to kill you."

"If you can fight for me, you will definitely have a place in our Huainan Road Heroes Temple!"

"You will receive incense as offerings! There will be endless descendants!"

Li Minglou's shouts echoed on the ground again. Zhongwu specially arranged a group of soldiers and horses to be responsible for shouting. The charging soldiers and horses only focused on killing people... Whether they were civilians acting as human shields or

Rebels.

The people acting as human shields, like the group of people last time, experienced hope and despair, and then died.

After a fierce battle, only a few rebels were left alive. They could not force back the troops of Lady Chu who were besieging the city, and no one could rush out and escape.

But even though several trenches were filled with corpses, Mrs. Chu's soldiers and horses could not rush to the city to attack it.

As they were approaching, groups of crying people, mostly women and children, were thrown down from the city wall.

Li Minglourang blew the clarion call for retreat.

The corpses of those who died in the distance were being collected, but the people under the city gate were not allowed to collect them. There were still many people who were not dead. They howled loudly. The soldiers and horses of Huainan Road wanted to go to rescue them, so they shot arrows and stones from the city wall, and killed them again.

Public demonstrations...

"They are just using our benevolence as a threat." Zhongwu sighed and looked at Li Minglou, "Madam, actually, the more people can't bear to die, the more people there are."

The generals around him also asked.

"Madam, please let me attack the city."

"Madam, our troops are willing to go to the city to fight to the death."

"Madam, the horse thieves are determined to kill all the people in the city. They will kill them as long as we besiege the city."

Li Minglou looked at them: "I know everything you said." She looked at the tall city in front of her, "Wait for three more days."

Although they didn't understand the difference between waiting for three more days and now, the generals obeyed the order and retreated.

Zhongwu knew that Lian Xiaojun had been here, and Li Minglou did not hide it from him, saying that Lian Xiaojun wanted to sell her the population of Yangzhou City.

It sounds ridiculous. War is not business. Do you really believe it?

"I can't say whether I believe him or not." Li Ming said, looking up at the dazzling sun in the sky, "Although many things seem impossible, if you have the chance to give it a try, you should give it a try."

She doesn't have many skills in her new life, the only thing she has is opportunities, opportunities to understand some people's thoughts in advance, and opportunities to get to know some people.

I hope these opportunities will bring vitality not only to her, but also to more people.

Zhongwu stopped trying to persuade him and looked at the city ahead with a solemn expression, guessing when the rebels would attack next. These times it was daytime, because the shock of the tragic death of the people could be clearly seen.

Can they attack the city at night?

When night falls, torches are lit on the Yangzhou city walls, and there are crowds of people, mixed with cries and shouts.

Groups of people were driven against the city wall, with Senhan's bloodstained swords and guns behind them.

"Cry for me!"

"Cry loud! Shout loud!"

"Shout, the fairy lady is outside!"

"You all shout loudly and ask her to come and save you!"

The generals stood on the city wall and shouted loudly and laughed ferociously. In order to make these people cry louder, they beat them with swords and guns.

The cries covered the sky and the sun.

Lian Xiaojun looked back at the dark night sky and smiled with satisfaction: "This way you don't have to worry about them coming to attack the city at night."

The torch shone on Ma Jiang's face, which was shrunk in his hood. He said, "You are good at defending the city. Why don't you get into the business of defending the city?"

"Because we can't do loss-making business." Lian Xiaojun said, "Sir, it's too difficult to defend this city. The gains outweigh the losses."

Not to mention the difficulty of defending, how can we defend this city? The rest of Huainan Road is hopeless, and Ma Jiang knows it in his heart, but people are always greedy, and it is better to defend the city than to run away in despair.

"Sir, you can save the green hills without worrying about having firewood." The deputy general whispered from the side, "The overall situation is the most important thing."

Ma Jiang stepped down the steps, sighed, and lowered his hood: "Let's go."

The deputy general waved the knife in his hand and said with a ferocious expression: "Quickly go!"

Ma Jiang and the soldiers dressed as civilians walked out of the alley next to the government office with their heads lowered, and the deputy general led other soldiers to escort them.

There were bright lights on the streets, there were torches, and houses were burning somewhere. Soldiers and horses barked ferociously like crazy dogs, and the people bleated like sheep out of the cage, being driven to serve as human shields and city walls.

To be used as a tool to defend the city.

Ma Jiang's group walked among them without attracting attention. Under the leadership of Lian Xiaojun, they walked from the chaos of fire to a place of deathly silence and darkness.

"Isn't this the stage of the City God's Temple?" Ma Jiang recognized it. In the past, this was a lively place in Yangzhou City. Rich people liked to show off their extravagance here. There were performances on the stage for three to five days.

Of course, after the war, there were no operas, no gods and Buddhas, and it quickly fell into ruin.

Is there a secret passage leading outside the city hidden here?

"A wealthy businessman took advantage of the opportunity to build the City God's Temple every year. It took about ten years." Lian Xiaojun said as he groped under the stage.

Ma Jiang was puzzled: "What is a wealthy businessman doing digging a secret tunnel?"

Did he expect today at that time? Shouldn't he have escaped earlier if he expected today? In fact, the wealthy businessman did run away with his entire family, leaving only some belongings behind. Even Xiaojun said that this secret passage was to give these properties to the wealthy businessman.

The reward for giving away.

Lian Xiaojun said: "He said he didn't do anything, just for fun. His family didn't know about it. He specially raised a few craftsmen. After doing this, those craftsmen were also sent away by him. This change

It became his only secret, and he said that he was very happy every time he walked through the Chenghuang Temple in the past ten years."

You must be sick. The peaceful and prosperous times produced many boring idlers. I heard that a wealthy businessman liked to hear the sound of money hitting the lake, so he asked his servants to carry the money and throw it into the water... They say that troubled times lead to absurdity, but in fact

Absurd and eccentric things also occurred in endlessly in the peaceful and prosperous times.

Ma Jiang was too lazy to think about it again.

"Sir, this is the entrance." Lian Xiaojun pointed to a small hole that only allowed one person to climb in. "It will be more spacious after walking in for a while."

Ma Jiang said, took the torch from the deputy general's hand and looked at it, but had no intention of going in.

Lian Xiaojun rolled up his sleeves and tied the hem of his clothes, his waist was long and his back was bent softly: "I will lead the way, sir."

Ma Jiang took his arm and said, "Xiaojun is still with me."

The lieutenant ordered a soldier, and the soldier was not afraid. It was already at this time, and he could die no matter how he died. At least he still had half a chance to live.

The soldiers climbed in one by one, and Ma Jiangcai followed Lian Xiaojun.

The torches were extinguished one by one, and deathly silence returned to the stage of the City God's Temple. The cries in the city continued, like hell.

...

...

The sound of fighting rises and falls again, and the battle is as endless as the sun rising and setting.

Li Minglou turned over the palm of his hand and saw that the skin and flesh were abraded.

"Madam, let me play the drum." Baobao said, holding the black umbrella tightly.

Li Minglou always insisted on beating the drum and giving orders.

She held her palms and said, "No need."

Her voice is also hoarse. Even if there are soldiers and horses responsible for shouting, she always speaks first.

Zhongwu didn't say anything on the side, but there was another day, he thought in his heart.

"Sir." A general came quickly, "The situation has changed."

Change? What changes?

The general looked hesitant, and he was obviously not sure: "We just collected the dead people, and when we arrived near the city wall, the rebels did not attack again, nor did they kill the people to force us back."

Zhongwu said: "Maybe it's because we knew we didn't dare to attack the city, so we didn't threaten again?"

The general hesitated for a moment, but his intuition defeated his reason and said: "There is some chaos on the city wall."

Not only was there some chaos on the city wall, but there was also some chaos inside the city. Of course, it was always chaotic, and the rabid dogs were still ferocious, but they seemed to be too tired from running and were in a trance.

"My lord is missing!"

"How is that possible!"

"There are no adults in the government office!"

First, a group of generals ran out of the government office, and then more generals ran towards the government office. Later, not only the generals, but also ordinary soldiers began to run in, ran in and out again, running around the streets as if they had no head.

of flies.

"Look for Master Ma quickly!"

"Master Ma is missing!"

"Master Ma ran away!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"It's not nonsense! Lord Ma is missing, Lord Ma's lieutenants and soldiers are also missing!"

The flies that were running around were buzzing, and a group of pigs and sheep that were being driven were squeezed into the corner. When they heard what they were shouting, their expressions were horrified and unbelievable.

Ma Jiang, ran away?

Being surrounded on all sides, no fly can fly out. If he could escape, Ma Jiang would have flown away long ago. Why wait until now?

The people were horrified, confused, desperate and disbelieving. They used all their strength to sob unconsciously. Only one person raised his head without sobbing and his eyes were still shining.

Is this a dream? This kind of thing really happened!

Ding San opened a small noodle shop in the city, but of course it closed long ago. Three days ago, a handsome and shameless young man knocked on his door, saying that he was hungry and wanted to eat a bowl of water with an egg and sprinkles.

Order chopped green onions. It would be better if the eggs could be fried. He was willing to pay for it.

This is not a matter of money at all. Ding San thinks that this young man is crazy. Why should he eat noodles at this time? And he is so particular about eating. Everyone will die.

But who can resist the beauty's expectant eyes? Since he is going to die, let him eat what he wants. Ding San personally cooked and used all the skills in his life to make a bowl of noodles.

The beautiful young man was smiling happily after eating, but he was embarrassed that he didn't have enough money to pay for such delicacies, so he decided to give him a chance to survive.

What chance of survival is there at this time? The wise man has already committed suicide. Ding San ignored him and waved him away.

"Remember what I said. When Ma Jiang disappears, you run out and shout everywhere." The beautiful young man whispered in his ear...

Ding San stood up from the crowd and used all his strength.

"Ma Jiang is dead! Ma Jiang is dead! Everyone, run away!"


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